Corruption is Magic

“Now then, Can you tell me what you know of this world my dear?” Alexander asks me as I sit looking at the blocks that yet again I struggle with, an entire week… an entire week of trying and failing to channel magic correctly. I can feel my magic trying to form in my hands whenever I try to cast something. However it's as if my hands are keeping the magic contained.

“This world is a hell hole of creatures who use and live in corruption. There is a King and or Queen that rules this world but I have no idea or real care for their role.”

“Ah well then it seems you are missing much in the way of information.” Alexander chirps in delight. “You see what you just said is the minimal understanding of this place-”

“Before we continue… Can I really not have anything to cover myself with?” I ask as I feel weird still being naked since I was attacked.

“Come now, do I look like a person that has clothing that would fit you, not to mention the clothing shop seemed to be rather… empty when we last were there so I can’t get you clothes.” Alexander explains before adding. “I figured with how you so readily walked through the streets that you enjoyed eyes on you.”

Yes

“No, I don’t” I respond to which Alexander shrugs.

“Anyways, In this world there are the common folk who do jobs and ensure things run smoothly. Corruption is used as a currency but as you might know already corruption is taken via domination. Domination however means much more than just the primal acts of two or more individuals. It can also be from fights, simple acts, or even being their leader. In that sense being King or Queen would quickly fill your corruption to capacity if it wasn’t already.”

“Then the Rulers of this place are always limited to their innate capacity.” I mutter to myself but hear a laugh from Alexander making me look at him in confusion.

“Oh don’t be ridiculous. That is the basic rulers, those that get forgotten to time. The ones who don’t stand out and fill the void between the noteworthy rulers. These rulers are known as Prime Evils. This is because unlike normal kings or queens they have motivations and a thing that sets them apart from the flock, and like birds these Prime evils when crowned soar higher than the rest.”

“Prime Evils, what could have made them so much better?” Seeming happy at this question Alexander comes over and sits down beside me.

“Well there was the first Prime Evil, Nilnira. She was a Great Queen, I wish I had been around when she ruled because she helped form this realm into what it is now. Sure there was Corruption and all the fire and general bad stuff but she made it great. She waged a bloody war that sought to force the tribal living beings across this world under her banner. It is through this she became known as the Prime Evil of War.” Alexander explains with admiration in his voice.

“She obviously did it but she isn’t in power anymore… So did she die?”

“Oh gods no. No, she became bored with the duties that ruling brough so she left one day never to be seen again. There are stories every few years that she has been spotted off in the middle of nowhere fighting creatures and people who show her disrespect when she interacts with them.”

“Wait, so she is still alive?” I ask confused.

“Oh yes, she is. She must be nearing her millionth year of self exile.” Alexander mentions nonchalant. This old Queen, this Prime Evil is just… out there after a million years of leaving her throne?”

“Oh, then there was the next Prime evil is known as Kragron and he came around two thousand years of mediocrity. He came in and made the creation of potions a common practice and he was the first Prime evil that managed to crack a little secret on Corruption that has been kept secret besides with other Prime Evils. This earned him the tidal Prime Evil of Might”

“A secret? But you sound as if you know it.” I say looking at Alexander who shrugs.

“I don’t know what you're talking about.” Narrowing my eyes I look at Alexander who acts way too calm. He definitely knows it… but what could it be?

“Fine, keep your secrets.”

“Oh, the next Prime evil and the only one to actually have died yet is known as Olvin. Nasty sort, he saw the great things the prior Prime evil’s made and sought to rip it all down. He spread disease and blight across the world and was brought down by the prior Prime Evil’s because they saw it as an insult to their legacy. Not having the secrets of the world they did he was quickly killed and though it would have been enough to wipe him from history the Prime Evils kept him true as a Prime Evil but also made sure the story of his is known. Thus he is also known as Olvin the Fool.”

“So this world does have a sense of justice in a weird and sadistic sense.”

“Indeedy it does. Now, there is one last Prime Evil but this one, he is most known for his way of gaining power. Instead of the traditional way of getting power he sought another way, many don’t know how exactly but this Prime Evil upon getting the throne Abdicated immediately and threw the people into disarray because before he took the throne he had killed those who had any chance to oppose him. Thus he has become known as the Empty throne Prime Evil.”

“So… The Prime evils just… leave?” I ask incredulously.

“Mostly. You see Twilight, ruling takes a lot of effort and can be bothersome. Now I’m not saying they didn’t rule for a long time… well, excluding Olvin… he ruled less than a year. The others ruled for over thousands of years. Eventually they would get bored and wish for something else in life.”

“Then… am I to believe that Prime Evil’s are some kind of immortal beings that eventually get bored of being rulers and just live a life in the countryside?”

“Wouldn’t you?” Alexander asks, making me stop for a moment to think about the question. Would I? If I had ruled for thousands of years doing the same thing over and over day in and day out? Reluctantly I sigh and nod.

“Alright, fair. Though these are just claims.”

“Ah, claims they may be but so are fairy tales. Yet they still resonate with us in the core of our beings.” Him saying this causes the memories of the day Nightmare moon returned and how it was assumed to be a fake story for so long, then she returned and my friends and I used the Elements to purify Luna. Maybe I should keep an open mind.

“So what is the point of telling me all this Alexander.”

“The point my dear, is that there is always room to grow beyond your capacity and become something more than just the Queen.”